What would YOU do for Karma?

[Professur]

Wait... I think that's MY something shiny.

Well, would you move it, please. I almost tripped over it.

 

[BeardofPants]

Oh sure old man, blame me for leavin' pants lyin' around. As if I would be that stoopid... someone else might pilch them.

 

[Professur]

Someone else pilch a pair of shiny pants? Not in this decade.

 

[Leslie]

Mebbe we should install some locking cubbyholes or somethin for people to store their gear/pants.

 

[Professur]

Or people could just keep them on ...

 

[Leslie]

that would be prudent, eh?

 

[SouthernN'Proud]

Prudent, but boring.

 

[chcr]

Okay, turn your head to the right and...

*cough*

 

[Leslie]

My licensed doctor pretending is paying off!!!

 

[BeardofPants]

Prudent's for sissies. Real men wear groovy silver bell-bottoms. Apparently.

 

[BeardofPants]

Someone else pilch a pair of shiny pants? Not in this decade.

Don't lie prof, I know you've got a pair in the closet.

 

[Professur]

Maybe. But I was around in the 70's to wear them. With the lifts, and fake fur. And big-ass sunglasses.

 

[chcr]

Maybe. But I was around in the 70's to wear them. With the lifts, and fake fur. And big-ass sunglasses.

Don't forget the extra-wide white belt and balloon-sleeved shirt with the four inch collar. Donna Summer is bitchin'.

 

[SouthernN'Proud]

Donna Summer is bitchin'.

What's her fuckin' problem?

 

[chcr]

"bitchin'" used to be what "phat" is now.

Isn't that bitchin'?

 

[Gonz]

Call me phat again & you'll get a phat lip. Bitchen, 'eh.

 

[Professur]

Shaddap, ya phat bitch.

 

[SouthernN'Proud]

What's her fuckin' problem?

I mean, apart from leaving that damn cake out in the rain...

 

[Professur]

If that song gets stuck in my head, you just volunteered to host next years BBQ.

 

[SouthernN'Proud]